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- i met a lady in the meads / full beautiful—a faery’s child / her hair was long, her foot was light / and her eyes were wild (la belle dame sans merci)
- the poetry of the earth is never dead (on the grasshopper and cricket)
dec 12 2011 ∞
apr 6 2012 +
apr 6 2012 +